Gil, Oz, and Alice had been at Gil's apartment for nearly 2 weeks and Gil was making tea one morning when out from under the table, Break popped out. "Hhhiii." Gil immediately spilled the tea down his shirt, "Damn!" he shouted. Oz laughed and Alice rolled her eyes. "What do you want, Break?" Gil said irritated that the man could never use a door. "I have good news," he said enthusiastically, "Sharon has invited you all to a formal dinner tonight." Oz, "great!" Alice, "only if there is meat!" "Of course, it will be quite grand I assure you." Break offered. Then he sauntered toward Gil holding up a purple ribbon weaved between his fingers. "Gilbert, you might need this for that seaweed of yours, hahahaha." Gilbert shot Break a narrow gaze but took the silk ribbon, slowly unwinding it from Break's hand. Then Break climbed into the cupboard and closed the doors-gone.
The dinner and socializing lasted late into the night. Gil was tired, not in the physical sense but mentally. Having to observe the growing intimacy between Oz and Alice was breaking his heart. How was Gil suppose to hold it together, he thought as he glanced about the room. Then his gaze fell on Break's back as Break leaned on the balcony railing, alone. No, Gil thought, I can't. But God, he needed Break tonight-needed to be held. But almost 2 weeks had past. Was Break done? Gil wouldn't know that answer unless he asked but to have to actually ask Break for help-how humiliating. He had never had to ask before. But he couldn't chance it-the chance that Break wouldn't come to his room tonight.
On shaky legs, Gil made his way from the group to the doorway of the balcony. He grasped the door jam for support. Just say it, his mind screamed but all that came out when he opened his mouth was a broken, "Break." Break knew the moment Gil was behind him and his mouth curled up in a slow smile, unnoticed by Gil standing behind him. Then Break glanced over his shoulder to see Gilbert's trembling body, his head lowered unable to meet that all knowing red eye. "Seems that I'll be working late tonight, hahahaha." Break's tone dripping with amusement, "Good night Gilbert." But all Gil heard was- go to your room and I'll be there soon. Gil breathed a sigh of relief that Break didn't make it harder for him than it already was.
Gil was standing by the window, just having finished a cigarette when the closet door creaked and he heard approaching footsteps. Break came up behind Gil and gently slid his arms between Gil's arms and sides, wrapping his arms around Gil. Gil glanced down at the at the hands pressed to his chest then turned his head to the side, resting his head against Break's closing his eyes. "So what are you and young master Oz going to do tonight, hmmm?" He paused, "Do you want to feel Oz's hands caressing your body?" As he spoke he did just that. Break's hands roamed over Gil's chest, stomach, and even his already hard muscle. Already hard, thought Break, why he had just started talking-interesting?...
In one swift motion, Gil swung around, grabbed Break's arms, stalked to the bed, and pushed him down on it. Break raised his brow at Gil curiously as he watched Gil shed his coat, shoes, and socks before laying down next to Break on the bed. Then Gil molded himself to Break on their sides so his face was pressed into Break's shoulder. Gil inhaled deeply savoring the sweet candy smell of Break. Break cradled Gil's head with one arm and was about to make a teasing comment when Gil sensed it and pressed his fingers to Break's lips. Gil reached down, putting just enough space between them to unfasten his pants and expose his throbbing muscle. Break wasted no time in starting his massage of Gil, occasionally teasing the tip of Gil's hard shaft with his thumb and gently squeezing his sack. Break was a bit stunned by Gil's difference tonight. Oz was definitely not with them!
Low guttural groans escaped from Gil from the warmth of Break's hand moving up and down rhythmically. He pressed his hips toward the movement. The tingling pleasure was just enough to keep Gil wanting more…. Then Break pushed Gil flat on his back and removed Gil's pants completely. Break could hear Gil's already labored breathing while he proceeded to take Gil into his hot, wet mouth. "Oh Break…" Gil groaned, his body trembling with the new sensation. Gil grasped the sheets at his sides, throwing his head back. Break continued to suck easily on Gil while taking the lubricant out of his pocket and covering his fingers. Then one by one Break slid them into Gil probing with one for a minute before adding another. "Oh God, Break…yyyeeesss," Gil's groans increasing a notch in volume.
Break stopped just long enough to shed his own clothes, quickly returned to Gil grasping his legs and bending them up as far as they would go. Gil's shirt was twisted about him and he had a sultry desirous look in his eyes. The sexy, erotic look of Gil grasping the sheets at his sides while his legs were bent up to expose his entrance-ready for penetration made Break want to hear Gil say the words. To say that hewanted Break-needed only Break. So Break teased his entrance with his own hard lubed shaft. "Break….please…." Gil squirmed against him trying to force penetration. "Please what?" Break's own voice cracked. He wouldn't be able to hold on much longer. He wanted to feel Gil wrapped around him. He wanted to….love him. "Please….fuck me," Gil cried out painfully. Break entered Gil slowly but could not help the sweet tightness and had to start moving immediately. Gil bit back a cry of delicious pain. Gil bucked against Break, his body begging for more…more….Break pounded Gil hard and fast totally letting himself go in the moment. He had Gil-finally.
"Break….I….I'm….gonna….Oh fuck!" Gil writhed and an inaudible cry echoed through the room. Break grasped Gil just in time to pump his release. Gil's body shook violently. Break couldn't hold back either seeing the wildly uncontrolled spasms of Gil's body so he thrust deeply, grasping Gil's hips, and spilling his seed inside of his lover. "Ahhhhh….Gilbert." They both rode out their climaxes, feeling totally sated. Break pressed his sweating body down on Gil's while they both fought for breaths. As always, Break slid off to Gil's side and gathered Gil in his arms. "Ahhh damn, I so wanted to rip that ribbon out of your hair. Purple is a good color on you, you know." Break teased. Gil just clung tighter to Break. As the tears spilled out, Gil wondered why, why was he crying? Was it for wanting someone he could not have or fear of losing the one he had at that moment….
